Last week was, to put it mildly, a trifle stressful. No, let's be honest, it was very stressful. And, in the end, much of it was All My Fault.
I was reading somewhere,
sometime, something about The Blame Game and how we will do almost anything to avoid being on the losing side. It's so diminishing, don't you think, to admit you are wrong? Though I suppose it is also Human Nature to seek to place blame elsewhere.
If you are a regular reader of the Daily Blog then you will have read about my problems last Monday when the Great Switch Over from one broadband provider to another took place. These Alarming Problems appeared to be
resolved by the welcome attentions of the engineer from our home security company and the Really Rather Wonderful Anne-Marie from Careline. Unfortunately, despite their help, by Friday we were still without our broadband connection, despite several frustrating
phone calls to the Man in the Sky. No, I'm not talking Divine Intervention here - though it might have helped.
Anyway, after five days without access to the Internet, I finally did what I should have done
days earlier - I went back to the beginning of the Set Up Guide (a small booklet entitled "Hello" which, you must admit, is friendly if nothing else) and started reading it all over again. I didn't tell Mr B I was doing this because he was even more stressed
than I was and he would undoubtedly have been full of Doom and Gloom. There is only so much Doom and Gloom anyone can shoulder in any one day. Or, even, any one week.
I was about to excuse myself by saying
that two pages must have somehow got stuck together - but that would be playing the I Wasn't To Blame Game and I have determined not to partake in that game anymore. The fact is, I'd somehow not studied all the pictures properly and had jumped to a mistaken
conclusion over what to plug in and where. I'd become discombobulated over the instructions of how to trace where the phone line entered my house from the street. This was completely unnecessary as I was lucky enough to have a "pre-filtered socket." If I had
only realised how lucky I was, and, indeed, what a pre-filtered socket was when it was about, I would have saved myself - and Mr B - much grief.
This is why, when you take an exam, your teacher always tells
you to read the questions through thoroughly before starting to answer them. You know it makes sense. But when you are sitting there in the exam room, with all your fellow examinees already madly scribbling away on your right hand side, your left hand side,
behind you, in front of you - well, every instinct tells you to pick up your pen and start scribbling too. More haste, less speed. You might be forgiven for thinking I should have learnt by now, it being a very long time since I left the classroom.
I'd like to say that everything is now sorted but I still have to work out what to do with (i) the Micro-filters and (ii) an Ethernet cable, neither of which I have ever had the good (or bad) fortune to possess before.
I did manage to make a wired connection to Mr B's beloved Mac this afternoon which pleased me no end and as a result (rather like Mr B's computer) I was sufficiently fired up to suggest that perhaps now was the time to connect up the Sky Box but Mr B says
he is not ready for such cyber adventures.
I admit my mistake to My Boy who calls me a "silly girl." I debate with myself whether to be offended but decide that Life Is Too Short, especially as I know he is,
as always, Firmly On My Side. The Youngest of the Darling Daughters says, loyally, that she wouldn't have known what to do either and gives the distinct impression that she, too, wouldn't recognise an Ethernet cable if it jumped out of the toaster and hit
her on the nose.
I decide I should read through the remainder of the "Hello" booklet, just in case there are any tips and tricks I may have missed in my haste to get connected. There's a whole section called
"Other Stuff" which includes an Icon Guide, a page about using my equipment safely and another page about recycling. There is also a section entitled Advanced Users which starts: "If you are n advanced user and wish to update your preferences or your firewall...."
I decide, on balance, to give this section a miss.
I'm sure you don't blame me...